Pro-Choice Women Celebrate Abortion

Pro-Choice Women Celebrate Abortion


Women hang out their pro-choice credentials like a flag.

They salute themselves,

Address their child destruction blowing in the wind.


They think that abortion shows their independence

From the church,

From morality,

From humanity.


They are free women,

Free to kill,

Free to be unattached like Major Tom floating in space.


Pro-life people respect the womb and love women

While pro-choice women want to apply a forceps to a child’s head.

Witness infanticide,

Witness Obama in the Illinois Senate.


Pro-choice women scrape moist reproduction from possible life

And dry themselves out like desert grass.

I don’t know where I fit in.

I don’t really fit in.


When I was seventeen my girlfriend thought that she

Was pregnant and I offered to pay for an illegal abortion.

She was not meant to be my wife.

She’s dead now.


She wasn’t even pregnant.

When she was ready she had a child by another man.


Whether you accept abortion or not

I don’t think that you should boast about it or celebrate

The beauties of your bareness.


Abortion is not your declaration of independence

But an admission of selfishness.

Some of us go that way.

We be what we be.


I was never proud of death.

We should not be proud of our failures and boast

Of killing children.

Sometimes I am haunted by what I’ve almost done.

There is no springtime or flowers in a woman’s abortion.

What do the baby eaters mean when they name

Their organization, “Planned Parenthood.”


Don’t they mean, “Planned No-Parenthood.”

Where have all the little pretty babies gone?

They celebrate women’s rights to sterilize themselves.

They applaud the freedom to murder.


I understand the inconvenience of children, of life,

Of the world, of religion.

I do not understand kicking up your heels in a ho down of death,

Dancing to abortion’s music.

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David Lawrence

David Lawrence

David Lawrence has a Ph.D. in literature. He has published over 200 blogs, 600 poems, a memoir “The King of White-Collar Boxing,” several books of poems, including “Lane Changes.” Both can be purchased on He was a professional boxer and a CEO. Last year he was listed in New York Magazine as the 41st reason to love New York.

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